Diavolo Ch 07 - Sex Stories

Diavolo Ch 07

... first. “It’s not like we really had anything real between us, Abigail.” His words made a small ache bloom in her chest. She’d thought they had something special and pure…spiritual even. “I hadn’t seen you in over six years and Mikayla just…She’s so beautiful and wild.” He frowned then. “Yes. Very wild.” His eyes snapped up to Abigail now. “You’ve changed a lot too, you know.” Something about the way he looked at her now made Abigail feel uncomfortable. “You’ve filled out.” His eyes slid down to her breasts, making Abigail hunch her shoulders and cross her arms over them. His gaze snapped up to her face now, dark eyes glittering like a predator. “So pretty and so very innocent. You’re still a virgin, aren’t you?” Abigail swung her head away from him to look at the empty fireplace. “I think this conversation is getting a bit too personal, Daniel.” He chuckled then. Whereas Gabriel’s made her shiver with pleasure, Daniel’s throaty chuckle made her want to dash away. It shocked her. It hadn’t felt that way before? She suddenly wanted to run home to Gabriel. The thought shocked her even more. “I’m so glad you haven’t let Gabriel trick you into becoming his next conquest. Good thing he’s still convalescing or I doubt that would be the—“ Abigail stood, hands fisted at her sides. “It is not a good thing he’s hurt, Daniel. How can you say such an awful thing about your brother?” His face darkened a moment before he smoothed it out to a cold blankness. “Abigail, you have such a soft ...

... heart. Gabriel may be my brother, product of an illicit relationship, but truly, he’s beneath you. You went to the best schools in Europe while he lived who knows where acquiring who knows what habits.” Daniel wrinkled his nose. Abigail felt her ire rise. “He was hardly a pauper, I’ll have you know. He was raised by his grandmother. Your grandmother, and she’s a good God-fearing woman.” Daniel grinned. “Ah, my grandmother. Yes. Mother told me all about her. Had my mother listened to her I would not exist, Abigail.” Abigail frowned. She had no idea what had transpired so many years ago. Only what she’d been told by her own mother. “Daniel, I firmly believe she would not hold the mistakes of your parents against you. You’re her grandson. You two have never even met.” Daniel stood and walked to one of the windows to look out. “I wouldn’t like to inconvenience her. She already loves Gabriel. I’d just be an intruder.” He looked back at Abigail, his eyes dark and angry. “I would never beg for crumbs of affection.” “She’s not like that, Daniel.” At that moment Paulina walked in and froze seeing Abigail. “Godmother,” Abigail said timidly. The woman’s shock wore off and her eyes grew cold. “Are you here to ask for money?” “Mother,” Daniel scolded. “That is unnecessary.” Paulina scoffed. “Is it? Look at how she’s dressed. Like a pauper.” Again, the woman snorted and stalked to the desk. Abigail watched shocked as she withdrew her checkbook from one of the locked drawers. “How much do you ...